Or he's scoping you out, since it's kind of his job. And knows how to be cute about it. Maybe I don't know much about animal behavior, but I know why this little asshole is here. I can still call him an asshole, right?
Anyway — either way, you're my Disney princess. ... I don't think that came out how I wanted it. But you charmed me, and I'm basically a fuckin' feral raccoon, so.
I think you technically can't, considering he doesn't actually...have one? But like. I wouldn't get mad at a guard doing his job, personally. He has to get something out of it, too, and it's not like you ever bothered really caring for him, so there has to be some other reason he's around other than just to keep an eye or three on you.
Um.
I don't really think I'm a princess at all, but if it makes you happier to think of me that way, I guess I can't really stop you either.
It was never my job to care for him. Maybe he's in it for the food. Top floor gives him good bird-eating real estate. I've only seen him eat birds, but this fucker loves eating birds. [ with a hint of reverence: ] Mostly the little ones, but one time he got a Canadian goose. The roof was a fuckin' bloodbath.
Anyway, uh. Yeah, I kinda lost the plot with whatever I was trying to say there. It was more of the I like you because you make me feel safe kind of stuff, so.
Oh, geeze, I can imagine. I really don't think he's as bad as you think he is, though. There are worse wardens to have.
( and bucky has certainly had some. )
That. Okay, yeah I wasn't really getting that, but I think I understand now. What you meant. I'm glad, though. That I can. I. I want that for you. Among other things.
[ he asks in an uwu flirty voice, taking it that way — but then immediately realizes there's a strong chance bucky is going to Worry about Him again and the uwu flirty starts to dissipate. ]
[ hearing the tone drop in bucky's voice makes his stomach do a guilty little flip. ]
Hey, no, don't be. You shouldn't have to be sorry about wanting nice things for me. I don't fuckin' know how to, so somebody oughta. That's part of what makes you so good.
C'mon, don't apologize. It's like you're apologizing for me loving you. You're so... good, you know? Like I keep saying. Even if you don't think so, you are to me. You see stuff in me that nobody else sees. Most of it's shit I wouldn't let them see anyway, but still. I'm just saying you don't gotta do all that.
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Anyway — either way, you're my Disney princess. ... I don't think that came out how I wanted it. But you charmed me, and I'm basically a fuckin' feral raccoon, so.
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Um.
I don't really think I'm a princess at all, but if it makes you happier to think of me that way, I guess I can't really stop you either.
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Anyway, uh. Yeah, I kinda lost the plot with whatever I was trying to say there. It was more of the I like you because you make me feel safe kind of stuff, so.
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( and bucky has certainly had some. )
That. Okay, yeah I wasn't really getting that, but I think I understand now. What you meant. I'm glad, though. That I can. I. I want that for you. Among other things.
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[ he asks in an uwu flirty voice, taking it that way — but then immediately realizes there's a strong chance bucky is going to Worry about Him again and the uwu flirty starts to dissipate. ]
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Well, the romantic things are part of it too, though. ( then, sullenly: ) I'm sorry.
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Hey, no, don't be. You shouldn't have to be sorry about wanting nice things for me. I don't fuckin' know how to, so somebody oughta. That's part of what makes you so good.
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Wishful thinking doesn't change much.
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( a notable pause. )
Okay. Sorry.
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I'm trying not to let it turn into another disagreement.